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Perhaps I would like to share a litle bit of how I negotiate with the collector in reducing my interest fees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I own 6 banks in Malaysia. This is due to credit cards bill which has gone up high with outstanding payment.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;In 2006, I have quitted my work as travel consultant in one of travel agent in Kuala lumpur. Why? uncertainty in paying monthly salary. No Epf contribution. (lie in telling me they had)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally learn to run my own travel business but due to insufficient fund, and slow business I urge myself to find a job. 2006-2007 is year of another recessions in Malaysia. I struggle to pay those babies that includes cars, room rent and food for myself. I foresee that is not easy for me to feed them all therefore, I let go one after another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I write an official letter of &lt;strong&gt;termination &lt;/strong&gt;of my credit card account for all of them and distribute it to them. This to help me avoid spending more using card when I have no job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my surprise, is not easy for me to find a proper job at the moment. Perhaps all the company is not hiring or I am just having a bad luck, i donno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started having high level of stress when those bank collector chasing me day and night asking for money. The court summon arrived one after another but yet I just ignored. Why? well I cant do much about it can i? I am poor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got a contract job in Oil and gas industry. Quite interesting pay and the salary goes to maybank via svg - giro. My first salary got frozen and I can withdraw at all. Why? becuase I have not yet pay them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Negotiation &lt;/strong&gt;to settle the outstanding balance. This way, you would be able to enjoy your daily lifesytle back to normal. Let me see, 3 years I have no job and never paid any single cent to those bank and my name has already in CTOS and CRISS and in Bank Negara Malaysia for being irresponsible debtor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;Installment payment &lt;/strong&gt;is one of the method of settling the debt. Well, through my experiences, not all the banks having similar approach of getting the debtor to pay. They enforce their hired agent to distrurb your life. I could just have a heart attack when arguing with those collector agent, trust me their heart are cold as stone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Full settlement after a year of payment where I have to sacrifice my bonuses to pay them off. Well not all of them being settle but that how I did settle 3 of the banks in 1 year time and get my release letter from them telling me off from their list. hahah but yet I have another 3 more banks to go. I target maybe early next year? Insya Allah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, but remember once you agreed with the negotiation, you cannot breach your contract, or else... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your negotiation you try to get as much discount as possible. Some bank will agree to even allow you to pay only your principle amount with little less interest fee rather that you have to pay 18% a year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I am spending within my budget but still using a debit card. hahah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that would help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn! merely get into the paradise but realised it was only a dream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4141804-6913750104596572889?l=edachsund.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I am currently on looking to go on to Banaue for the "Eighth Wonder of the world" or going to Sagada for a Hangin Coffin. I ve been sitting in here for almost 2 hours to gather all the information. Maybe I shall try Sagada eh. But if I cant, I could just probably go to Banaue and see all those spectacular breathtaking side of Rice Terrace then to Sagada and see the Hanging Coffin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I alone? YESSS! like people always quote, 1 is lonely, 2 is companion, 3 is crowd, 4 is massive, and 5 is tragedy?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Story of the day? yesterday meet a filipino guy from Manila name Richard. He seem to be a nice guy and stay in a same place at Baden Powell Inn. Well, we talk a little and he gave lots of information as well about the country. Today in a morning when I was sitting brightly typing on my lappy board with my breakfast still unfinished, he came and greet me. What a surprise! I finally scroll over the pages out of his sight. Then he left me as he understand. Few min later, he came up to me and join me as I done with the lappy. He talked and talked, and I stared at his face very sternly. Above all the story, I asked him how about your meeting last night with your friends? He said it was ok but he was lose. I mean lose of what? Gambling. aahhhhh..... Then he eagerly talking and try to sell me something like his handphone, belt for my brother and even a jeans. woaa... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a pitty but I am sorry I couldnt help you with that as I am not that rich as you expected me to be. Although  am just carrying a camera around and after he seeing me sitting down at the cafe with laptop, thats not mean I am rich enough. So, I end the conversation nicely and say I must go to the book store for some info gather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to SM Megamall on top of the Hill in this Baguio city. Well, quite a surprise when I have to go through all the check point just to enter the mall. Not only this place though, almost all the huge mall I can say. I thought it only happend in the airport. When I was in the National bookstore, I was silencely jotting down few infomation of where should I stay in Banaue or the sagada. after I finish wrotting down, the security guard was after me. He was asking me and speaking in Tagalog. I was completely stunning a little as I thought I've done something wrong. He ket talking in his language. Hellooo.... although I am look alike but it doesnt mean I am Pinoy but its alright, right after he try to explain many times I said sorry I dont understand. He show my note that I jotted and he say "you can read but you cant copy".  heheh I grinn and i say " Oh! ok, I go..." he grab my note and I grab it back again and I says ok, look, I take the note back and stare it carefully try to memorize the info( of course I cant all) I just remember Fairview Inn. :P and then I tear it into pieces and smile and went away. Phieww!!! after that I went to Internat cafe and spent few pesos for printing and infomation. huh! Puas hati aku!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nak cerita lagilah.... while I was in Baguio at night scene I strolling alone. I passing by with few kids running around and suddenly one of them stopped at the edge of the pedestrian road. Guess what he do? He go on to the street and I thought he was ready to accross the road despite he go on and pissing facing the road where lots of traffic pass by. hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a life! Nak cerita lagi tak? ermm about unexpected conversation about this Sri Lankan guy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ermm maybe next time lahh.. I guess I need to get something to eat first before heading to pick up but ticket to Banaue. Ermmm Banaue or sagada? let say... see where I head up later....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then about Baguio City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn! merely get to the paradise but realised it was only a dream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4141804-114511425066355712?l=edachsund.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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